I hate way too cool for school. Screw 'em and the vintage they rode in on.
I fear I've got too little talent but it doesn't seem to matter too much these days.
To be nobody would be more courageous of me than to stand up here & please you.
I'm not so sure and I've never been but the whisper lives inside me.
I'll write evermore, over by my door.
I'll write evermore, over by my door. Evermore.
I thought if I wrote about my self-doubt maybe it'd help me out.
To let go, high-ho, reach for a hallow, balance the art with life.
To be nobody would be more courageous of me than to stand up here & please you.
I'm not so sure and I've never been but the whisper lives inside me.
I'll write evermore, over by my door.
I'll write evermore, over by my door. Evermore.
Oooo.